"Lay on your back," I told him. He did as I asked, and I slid off the recliner. I knelt over his face, and settled back until I felt his tongue fuckin... me. Oh God it felt good! I knelt there, finishing my glass of wine. Such decadence! Imagine sitting on a man's face as he ate you with such relish!My wine finished, I reached down and parted his robe. He was of course wearing a condom over his rock hard cock. I slowly peeled it off, watching the oozing pre-cum drip out. I stuck my tongue into. As we walked to dinner, my wife asked, "Did you notice how they were looking at me??" I replied "No why??" She told me she caught them staring at her cleavage. What my wife doesn't know is I did notice and I also noticed them checking out her ass when she got up. I got to say it is nice knowing that my wife is still good looking enough to attract younger men. After dinner we went to a couple trendy bars for some dancing. My wife was feeling pretty good as I noticed her gently grinding on other. The final time had been doggy style with his teeth sunk into the nape of her neck as he rutted her. Protection was the last thing on his mind. Now, a cooler head prevailed and the decision was made to go to the third-farthest quarry, which was covered in danger warnings. He didn’t bother to drape Sarah back across the hook. She had been sapped by the night’s activities. Resistance was futile. Near the quarry, nature had been allowed to overtake the roads. A tongue-bitingly deep pothole. " He selected a cigar from the humidor on the table, lit it and settled back in the chair.He had taken only two long drags from the cigar and was releasing the last as a series of smoke rings when the study door slid open and a slight, thin figure stepped in. The door hissed closed."Yes, sir?" The wem, a young one of about 18, stood with her hands clasped in front and her eyes down."Good evening, Mia," Valerian said. "How are you tonight?" He clicked the privacy switch on the arm of his chair,.